(sung to the tune of Quando, Quando)...the saga continues! I pluck up my courage and call the deceased owner's girlfriend in Massachusetts. Yes, I have the nerve of a tyranasaurus rex! She's very obliging and gives me much info including the actual owner/inheritor's phone number in Argentina AND a lovely description of the interior of the condo. It sounds perfect. But.
There's always a but, isn't there? The phone number when compared to those in the Argentinian white pages simply does not compute. I'd already contacted a translator who would translate my offer to the Spanish-speaking owner but now I'm hesitating. Why waste time and money only to get a wrong number? I've also contacted the lawyer's office again. Sorry, A. is still out at lunch. Out to lunch all right! I'm about ready to give up on this one. All the signs say no go....so why am I so determined!!!!!!??????
On a more positive front, my librarian friend thinks her upstairs neighbour is about ready to sell so we're invited over there for a "maybe viewing" tonight. Also, sadly, another resident just died, so (though this sounds sooo ghoulish) there is also that possibility of a sale. It matters what we buy, not when we buy but we do want to view these places now while we're down here as we can proceed with the sale once we return up north. It's just the viewings that seem hard to peg down around here!
So I'm into my "let go and let God" mode, and not holding my breath. Let's see what happens next!
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